To Love, To Die

Chapter 14

A/N  I had the song in mind when I was writing about Greg's thoughts; I am sure you will know what part if you listen.

As the weeks passed I had started thinking about myself. Yes, I knew I was a Century old Vampire from Hungary and who I was as a person, but more of who I was before; my life, where I came from,  family,  any beliefs and what moulded the person I was or did that change with me. It was being around Leo that really opened my thoughts to this, the chats or questions I couldn’t always answer without some thought or old made up story, but my responses were always brief. As stupid as it was for me seeking a proper life because it was something my kind rarely had, I desired one and if I was actually going to attempt one I felt I needed to know these things; my story and why I was changed.

It was while travelling back to Salisbury I spoke to Carlos about it. I had wanted to see Leo again and for him to meet one of my friends so we decided to come up with some excuse to go to his town and meet him after work for some food. Carlos seemed the ideal person because although Chelsea knew more of him and would love nothing better than to meet the guy that caught my attention, I didn’t want to give Leo the wrong impression because of how close she can try to get and of course Joe just wouldn’t understand. At least Carlos had some understanding of me having a new friend and he was a good decent guy. He would also have more understanding over my situation than Chelsea. She knew of the supernatural world, but wasn’t part of it. Ok, Carlos was born into unlike my kind, but he was constantly surrounded by us.

Of course the evening went well and the guys seemed to get along, it felt good to be having a normal time that didn’t consist of going clubbing for natural needs or being surrounded by supernatural’s. Leo actually accepted my pecks with more enthusiasm and left me with a peck on the check of his own; a friendly gesture I know, but it left me with a warmth and hope. Hope that we were getting closer.

After explaining everything to him he asked why it was so important and why couldn’t I just live without the knowledge like I had; it wasn’t going to change who I am. I guessed it was a good answer and a true statement, but I explained to him it was important to me

“How can I expect someone to want me for who I am if I don’t know that myself” I asked with a sigh

“If it means so much to you, I know someone who would be able to help. She’s a white witch and lives close. She can see into the past and present. We could go see her if you want”

“When” excitement in my voice, I was feeling happier than I did after leaving Leo.

“She’s not really an open and appointment kind of person so we could drop in now”

“How do you know about her” I didn’t know Lycan’s had a need for knowing such people

“A friend of my grandmothers”

“Alright” was the best answer I could give. If she could help me I guess I didn’t care how he knew of her

“She doesn’t do weird stuff she, like take blood and cast spells”

Carlos had a good chuckle before telling me I should know better than to believe silly tales. Although witches do spells they come from a natural source that doesn’t require blood of victims or frogs legs, eye of a bull or any other such nonsense. I felt guilty and embarrassed for thinking that and I guess I should have known better to assume, but I hadn’t came across a witch or any other possible supernatural that I was aware of.

20 minutes after the conversation ended Carlos turned into a Village and shortly after pulled his car up outside a cottage. He gave a reassuring smile before knocking at the wooden front door which was answered minutes later.